I will never give up
No matter what the odds are
No matter what people say
No matter how far
I will never give up

If I throw it away time after time
If I am one step behind try after try
If I miss dime after dime
I will never give up

Even when it seems all over
Even when no one else believes
Even when it seems I can go no further
I will never give up

For I know I have strength within
For I know I can persevere
For I know that I can win
I will never give up

Because it's someone else's fault
Because I am settling for good enough
Because I fear that I will fall short
I will never give up

There is so much I can still do
There is too much talent to waste
There is so much in me that I want you to see
I will never give up

Why squander all of my hard work and dedication
Why not show the world that I am a fearless baller
Why quit when I still have the opportunity to go on
I will never give up

If I do, I will not be the best me that could live
If I do, I will never know what I am capable of
If I do, I am not giving the world all I can give
I will never give up

I'm God's little miracle, born into a world of sin.
Though life can be cruel, I get by as best I can.

My heart is so tender. My hopes are in you
To tell me who I am, to guide what I'll be.

My load is heavy, not at all like yours.
Though I may falter, don't close the door.

Created like God, a soul, don't you see?
You laugh at Him when you laugh at me.

Discover the diamond in you!
Arindam Chaudhuri,

As I look back, over the years, I realise that I’ve ventured far away from what I started my career with... I was supposed to be this management teacher whose passion lay in the areas of leadership and motivation. However, with time, especially after I wrote ‘The Great Indian Dream’ with my father, I have given very less time to writing on management! So much so that when I look back today, ever since the start of The Sunday Indian, I have only – and only – written on economics and politics, and at times on sports and cinema, but never on management! So this time, I thought I’ll write on my first love! More so, I have a reason for it. I really have been thinking – with the way our system is functioning, the best way to feel good and change things around is by changing ourselves, and by ourselves being the change we want to see! There is hardly anything that we can’t do if we want to, because we are all diamonds in waiting – in various stages. Some of us yet to be discovered, some of us yet to be cut, some of us yet to be polished, some of us yet to dazzle... And some of us – who have lost their sheen and sparkle a bit with time – in need of a re-polish! But we are all diamonds, that’s what I’ve always believed about human beings!

ਦੁੱਖ ਸੁੱਖ ਹੱਸ ਕੇ ਸਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੇ ਦਾਤਾ
ਰਜਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਵਿਚ ਰਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੈ ਦਾਤਾ
ਆਪਨੀ ਨਿੰਦਿਆ ਨੂੰ ਹੀ ਸਿਫਤ ਜਾਣਾ ਮੈ
ਕਦੇ ਨਾ ਆਕੜ ਵਾਲੀ ਜਾਤ ਪਛਾਣਾ ਮੈ
ਬੁਰੇ ਨੂੰ ਚੰਗਾ ਕਹਿਣਾ ਸਿਖਣਾ ਮੈ ਦਾਤਾ
ਅੰਬਰੀ ਉਡਦੀ ਭੁੱਲੇ ਨਾ ਅੌਕਾਤ ਮੇਰੀ
ਯਾਦ ਰਹੇ ਕੇ ਮਿੱਟੀ ਹੀ ਏ ਜਾਤ ਮੇਰੀ
ਸੱਚ ਦੇ ਅੱਗੇ ਢਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੈ ਦਾਤਾ

ਦੁੱਖ ਸੁੱਖ ਹੱਸ ਕੇ ਸਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੇ ਦਾਤਾ
ਰਜਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਵਿਚ ਰਹਿਣਾ ਸਿੱਖਣਾ ਮੈ ਦਾਤਾ.............

The moss grows soft on any tree
Where sunlight wanes and moisture clings.
Conditions there are right, you see
For moss to grow in tender spring.

Now, I'm unlike that old tree
Which is stuck and grows in that spot.
I move around, free as can be,
And turn my back to cold or hot.

I'll use this life I'm given...
Won't be so still that moss can grow.
Ere troubles come while I'm liv'in,
I'll seek the Son with heart aglow.

I'll keep on pressing toward the mark...
Won't hide talents in the attic.
To other lives I'll send a spark
'Cause life in Him is not static!

There is a journey we must make-

Along this road called life-

It all began the very day-

When first we started life.


For some the road is long and easy-

For others it is not-

So many side roads we can take-

Its easy to get lost.


The side roads we take along the way-

Oft hold our destiny-

One road can bring us joy of life-

The other only strife.


Some roads are marked "all clear ahead"-

Some say "beware of rocks"-

Proceed only if you dare-

Maybe safe, but maybe not.


The life we lead, along the way-

Depends on the road we choose--

Carefully choose the road you take-

One day it may be too late.

This is my prayer to thee, my lord---strike,
strike at the root of penury in my heart.

Give me the strength lightly to bear my joys and sorrows.


Give me the strength to make my love fruitful in service.

Give me the strength never to disown the poor or bend my knees before insolent might.

Give me the strength to raise my mind high above daily trifles.

And give me the strength to surrender my strength to thy will with love.

Hands up if you are shy …

Oh … sorry, you’re shy like I was so you won’t put your hand up will you?
To be honest, everyone is shy in one form or another.  I can remember watching a hypnosis demonstration a few years back.  It was a man who was a complete maniac on skis. He used to go down the black runs on the slopes and seek out the hardest slopes to ski down; slopes that you and I would consider suicide.
Here was a man who was, in my opinion, incredibly confident and not in the least bit shy.  However, put this man with a woman and ask him to talk to her and he’d turn into a gibbering wreck!  Seriously!
This goes to show you how someone can be supremely confident in one area of their life yet as shy as anything in others.  If you are too shy, then it can have a detrimental effect on your life, both socially and professionally.
So how can you overcome your shyness?

It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
It's a different song when everything's wrong.
When you're feeling infernally mortal;
When it's ten against one, and hope there is none,
Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:

We die to finish school, den die to start college, den die to start working, den die to marry, den die to retire AND finally while dying, we realiase that we forgot something, we forgot to LIVE

ਦੁਨੀਆਂ ਦਾ ਦੁਖ ਦੇਖ ਦੇਖ ਦਿਲ ਦਬਦਾ ਦਬਦਾ ਜਾਂਦਾ, 
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ਪਰ ਪਥਰ ਨਹੀ ਬਣਿਆਂ ਜਾਂਦਾ ਦਰਦ ਦੇਖ ਦੁਖ ਆਂਦਾ |

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